Mythology: Ragnarok

Chapter 302 The Sorrow of a Subject

Three hours later, Xuanyuan Muze, led by Pres, arrived at the administrative center of this planet, inside a building called the 'Platinum Palace'.

As the administrative center of this planet, the Platinum Palace is not as large as Press's private residence, but it is still magnificent and its internal structure is very complex.

Xuanyuan Muze followed closely behind Pres, afraid of losing him and causing other trouble. Soon, the two arrived at the hall where Pres had mentioned recruiting officials.

Here, all the current officials are dressed in their magnificent official uniforms, while opposite them a group of spirited young successors stand quietly, waiting for their era to begin.

Whether it was his imagination or not, Xuan Yuan Muze felt as if he could see the officials trembling involuntarily, and the silent atmosphere made him feel that this power transfer ceremony was not what he had imagined.

Press took out a small black notebook that he had been carrying under his arm, and then opened it and read out the list on it.

“Proto, Smag, Shaklu… (twenty names omitted here), you are appointed as new government officials. Your positions will be assigned to you later, and those who were pushed down by you are…” As he spoke, Press turned a page, and a chilling atmosphere suddenly appeared. All the incumbent officials were so nervous that they dared not breathe, fearing that Press would read their names out.

"Jacoberto, sentenced to death for embezzling and accepting bribes of 40,000 gold coins; Mulvia, sentenced to death for numerous misconducts during her tenure and a chaotic private life; Calvia, sentenced to 'hell' for repeated use of excessive force and forming cliques during her tenure; ... (twenty trial details omitted here)"

Xuanyuan Muze looked at Pres in surprise. According to Pres, the more than twenty officials present were to be executed. When Xuanyuan Muze looked at the location of the officials, those to be executed were immediately isolated by their colleagues. All the officials who were not tried hid to the side with a sigh of relief, while those officials who were called out collapsed to the ground in despair and were taken away by the police and law enforcement officers.

At this moment, the troll Calvia, who was sentenced to go to hell, panicked and fought back frantically. He punched the policeman who was arresting him and shouted, "I don't want to go to hell! Kill me! Kill me now!!"

The policeman who was attacked just snorted and easily dodged the attack. He then punched Calvia in the head and slammed him to the ground. His colleague immediately warned, "Don't go too far. He'll be serving his sentence in hell. Killing him now will fulfill his wish."

The policeman chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I know exactly what's going on. He's a troll, so he can take a beating. It doesn't matter if I hit him hard. Besides, what if he dies? He's not a civilian, just a convicted official. Even if I accidentally kill him, it'll only cost me a month's salary."

Xuanyuan Muze's worldview was shattered by what he saw. Were the officials of the power structure of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races really so disrespected?

At this moment, Press walked up to Xuanyuan Muze and reminded him, "Young friend, what is about to happen may be a bit exciting for you, but you'll get used to it. After today's farce, I think you will have a clear understanding of the official system of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races."

After saying that, Press pressed a button, and the video that had been played countless times was turned on again. A huge holographic projection appeared in front of everyone, in which a ferocious and terrifying dragon stood there, giving off a powerful aura.

The dragon slowly began his speech: "Greetings, my new subjects. I am the Emperor of the Kingdom of All Races, my name is 'Agred Nidhogg Eo Tutankhamun Presidian Rael'. Today you will become the henchmen of the Kingdom of All Races, so there are some rules I feel I must make clear to you."

Your social class is at the very bottom of this country. Since you are willing to come here to work for power and wealth, you should have a clear understanding of your own identity.

You serve in this country in a role similar to 'sheepdogs' and 'hunting dogs'. If anything happens to the sheep, the dogs are no longer needed, and if the hunting dogs fail to catch their prey, they will be eliminated. If you do a good job, I don't mind if the dogs eat more, but if you do a bad job and eat a lot, then I'm sorry, the interests of the state are paramount, and useless dogs only have one way out: death!

I also advise you all not to think that I am unaware of your little tricks. Lingzi will record all your 'interesting' things without any blind spots, and I will not remind you. However, you can rest assured that I will use the law to judge you and make sure you die knowing exactly what happened.

In short, do your jobs well and don't touch the interests of the common people or me, otherwise... this is the consequence!

As soon as the projector finished speaking, the officials who had been sentenced to death were dragged out by law enforcement officers. The officers then picked up their specially made law enforcement weapons and swiftly executed the officials on the spot.

The stench and the sprayed blood assaulted the nerves of everyone present. Although the newly appointed officials were prepared, they were still quite frightened by the scene. Xuan Yuan Mu Ze vomited upon seeing this. Press thoughtfully handed him a vomit bag and ordered someone to get Xuan Yuan Mu Ze some drinks to alleviate his discomfort.

At this moment, Agreed's projection continued to say: "Just as nature will actively eliminate the weak, my government will not allow the existence of corrupt and worthless trash. I will use the strictest laws and the most brutal punishments to make everyone understand that there are some red lines that cannot be crossed. My country only allows honest officials to live!"

However, I also understand that the prerequisite for a dog to guard a pile of bones is that the dog must be well-fed. I assure you all that you will enjoy the most top-tier welfare benefits and the most comfortable environment in this country. As long as you are obedient, I guarantee that you will at least live to the end in the ultimate enjoyment. In fact, if you do well enough, you might even become the ruler of this planet, and you will receive my reward and the privilege of immortality. Well, that's all I have to say. Welcome to all of you to make selfless contributions to this country.”

Then Agreed's projection disappeared, and all the new officials carefully pondered Agreed's speech, while the other officials scattered and returned to their posts, as if the corpses scattered all over the place had long been a part of their daily lives.

Because this matter was too commonplace for them, the number of officials who died and were tried each year in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races accounted for 47 percent of the country's unnatural deaths, so in the eyes of the officials of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races, such trials were nothing out of the ordinary.